Moments Of Impact

-Sequel to Wanna Be Loved. Read that one first.

Hey my name is Haley. In the past year I have gotten over the fact that my daddy died. Quit smoking and doing drugs, and most importantly fallen completely in love with Harry Styles. We are married now, and things are going great. But will they stay that way? Read Moments Of Impact, the sequel to Wanna Be Loved to find out if things remain the same? Or if they take a drastic turn for the worse.
-Haley Marie Styles<3


12. chapter twelve.


      "Are you going to tell Zayn and Perrie your staying here?" Harry asks from inside the bathroom door. "Yea, I guess I should call and tell them." I yell from my place on our bed. Harry walks out smiling, shirtless with the lower half of his body wrapped in a towel. I grab my phone and dial Zayn's number. "Hey." he answers and I reply,"Hey Zayn." "How did it go? Did you tell him?" "He took it pretty well, I guess. I'm staying here tonight." "Really? That's great." "Yea, I guess I will come by tomorrow and get my stuff." "Okay. Well see you then. Good luck." "Thanks. Bye Zayn." "Bye, Haley." 

     "I need to thank him." Harry says, dropping his towel and sliding on some boxers. "For what?" I ask, standing up and taking off my sweats and hoodie and putting on one of Harry's t-shirts. "For taking care of you when I was to stupid to." Harry laughs. "Harry. It's not your fault." I say shaking my head then walk to our bed and pull the covers back and crawl in. Harry climbs in after me and pulls me into him, holding his arms around my waist. "I missed this." I mumble into his chest. "I missed this too." Harry whispers then kisses the top of my head. I fall asleep in his arms, feeling warm and protected. Not that I wasn't thankful to Zayn and Perrie but it sure beat the couch. 

     I woke up around 4:30 in the morning wrapped tightly in Harry's arms. I tried to go back to sleep but then it hit me, the awful feeling of nausea that sadly comes with being pregnant. I push Harry, attempting to wake him up where he will let go of me and I can run to the bathroom. I finally get out and run to the bathroom and stand on my knees and puke my guts up. This was seriously going to get old. I shut the lid and sit back on my legs, crossing my arms and laying my head down on the lid. "Hey, are you okay?" Harry asks kneeling beside me and rubbing my back. I shake my head, still propped up on my arms. "It will be okay. I'm going to take care of you, baby." I turn to face him, pulling my knees up to my chest. "Thank you." I mouth and lean my head against the wall. "Do you need anything? Maybe some tea?" he asks standing up. I nod my head and he walk out to get my tea. I got sick again while he was gone and he came back and held my hair whilst I vomited.

     "Feeling any better?" Harry asked sitting back against the wall as I shut the lid and flushed the toilet. I sat back against him, wrapped in his arms," I think so." "Can we go back to bed?",Harry slightly yawns. "We could try." Harry pulls away and stands up then gives me a hand and helps me up. Harry walks with me to the bed and I climb in then he walks away. "Harry, where are you going?" I ask worriedly sitting up. He starts laughing and comes back holding a bucket. "Just in case." He hands me the bucket and the glass of tea he made me earlier. "Thank you, Harry." I say then take a sip of my tea and sit it along with my bucket on the nightstand then cuddle up to Harry, and fall back asleep. 



Okay so I had the genius plan but my blond self messed it up. So I'm going to continue with my plan but lets just pretend that she got pregnant in March, not May or June, or where ever I have it as! Thank you!

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